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Born On A Different Cloud
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Born on a different cloud
From the ones that have burst 'round town
It's no surprise to me
That you're classless, clever and free
Loaded just like a gun
You're the hero that's still unsung
Livin' on borrowed time
You're my sun and you're gonna shine
Talkin' to myself again
This time I think I'm getting through.
It's funny how you think,
It's funny how, it's funny how when you do.
Lonely soul,
Busy working over time.
Nothing ever gets done,
Especially when your hands are tied.
Lonely soul,
Breaking up your mother's pride.
Nothing ever gets done,
Not until your war's won.
Born on a Different Cloud
Born on a Different Cloud
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